Tag: thoughts

What should I do?
What should I aim for?
I hate it
I love it
The uncertainty
The call
Is lulling me
Into sleep deprived thoughts
Should I emerge out of these illusions?
So many roads
And so many sins I need to
Atone for
Humility is a challenge
So I continue weeping
Waiting for someone to find me
Waiting for the apology
That will never come
We all have our heavy crosses
But still we go on
And I can’t stop now that I’ve begun
So feel the water run its course
And move on
Even if your track
Spirals out
Of
Control
…?

Standing in these corridors,
I take a deep breath
Feeling every thought on my skin…
And I realize you are all here
Surrounding me
I am never alone in these halls
Red spilled and swallowed right back
And spit out of a mouth which
Never knows how to give a proper answer.

I’m tired. So what? I’ve had a tough week. I can lay back a littleAnd relax And just not think. It’s okay if we can’t Be productiveEvery single moment Of our lives. Because even God Rested on the Seventh day, Right?

I’m feeling a little sad. So what? I’ve had a couple Of rough days before. Feelings should justBe validated Instead of ripped off of youAnd left hanging On the wall. Live through your sadness. Don’t be so hard On yourself. You’re only Human.

We are allowed to feel However the f***We want (need) to feel. It’s okay to miss the rhyme sometimes. Those motivation signs,One day, they’ll come in handy. But for now, let’s have a hug And just let ourselves be.

Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning. I feel like the world is dyingRight in front of me, cryingFor my help, but I can’t stop fallingAnd my throat is cloggingAnd my head is blazingWith so much thinkingAnd my heart is brimmingWith so, so much feelingAnd I begin believingIn some bad things, reachingA point where I’m screechingInside, my heart is goingBut I’m forced to keep stayingI want to run but I’m failingAnd at these times a voice is screamingThe only thing that I’m assimilating:Start writing.

This is the end of a journey. We are now in a stage where all we can see is the night, pitch black, with only the moon to guide us as the sole light. We are almost at the top. The way was so rocky, just like we know it. But in our hearts, we all know it was worth it. All the suffering, all the crying, all the strength employed in this hike, all of it had a meaning, and it’s just so beautiful. Holding hands, we are all destined for something greater, for something that will launch us into a new world, a new view, a new sky… We will be free, finally. We will be able to live our lives the way we want it.

But this is not just the end, and we know it. We are aware that there is a way much harder than before, waiting for us after this milestone. But just like a child filled with wonder, we will brave this way with curiosity. Just like an innocent child, we will look at the scorpion and think it pretty because it is shiny. And we’ll be disappointed, and sad, when things don’t go the way we expected. But we will heal and move on to even bigger things. We will transcend this reality that we were born in, and fly higher than ever before. We will win.

So this is the end. But it’s also the pilot episode of this new season of our lives.